He opened a square box to the Chief Palace and met the Chief under the guidance of the secretary.

"Father!" Sheikh nodded to the man behind the desk, then came to the seat and sat down, "What's the matter with you looking for me?"

The chief brought out a columnar statistics chart: "Look at these, this is the number of tourists in Dubai over the past five years."

Sheikh took the statistical chart and clearly saw that the number of tourists staying in Dubai before 2004 had exceeded 6 million, of which 50% of them were European and American tourists. No wonder there are so many Western races on the streets.

Arab tourists account for about one-third, and the remaining Asia ranks third, and according to later generations, it will see significant growth when Dubai myth begins to spread in Asia.

After browsing, Sheikh said: "Asia has strong room for growth, and we should appropriately increase our investment in publicity in Asia; if the growth in Europe and the United States is stable, then improve the local service level and attach importance to English exchanges."

“Arab locals are also an important source, most of which are concentrated around us, and considering that the country where this group of people does not have a living and consumption conditions that match Dubai, we need to continue to attract them.”

The chief asked: "How much do you think we can do in the future?"

Sheikh put down his report and spoke directly with the facts of the future: "As long as we don't go the wrong path, as the only international and open city in the Arab region, our tourists will triple in ten years."

"The tourism economy will surpass oil and trade will remain firm; as the instability of the situation in the Arab region spreads, more funds will be transferred to our politically stable "Middle East Oasis."

Listening to the similar comments about Sheikh and himself, the chief did find that the child was injured and showed many talents and abilities after waking up, and it was no longer the same as before, which was a sigh.

So the chief said: "Dubai is in a critical period of development. There are a lot of work but there are always lacking capable leaders. Every step of the decision of senior leaders will affect the future..."

Sheikh said sensiblely: "As the crown prince, I should shoulder my own responsibilities."

The chief unexpectedly felt that his child suddenly changed his sexual intercourse? But his face was very stable and he always took the initiative in the conversation: "What do you think?"

Sheikh had already planned: "I want to be responsible for the promotion, marketing and development of Dubai. If I want to make it progress better and faster, I think I have enough ability."

It sounds very loud, but the chief is interested: "Proposal?"

After several contacts with the chief, Sheikh also understood his temperament. He liked to be confident and bold.

Of course, Sheikh was as he wished: "Overall, in urban construction, we must have to be the first and not the second. Amplify the concept. If Dubai wants to rise rapidly, it must not be ordinary. We must have what others do not have, and we will exaggerate what others have."

"We have seized time and geographical advantages, so that the rich Arab countries around us, even Iranian heresy, know that the economy here is developed, tolerant and open, and the consumption environment is the world's top, so they don't have to travel thousands of miles to Europe to spend money."

"At the same time, we use the media to tell the world that Dubai is not a feudal Island country. We are a highly open international city. Foreign tourists will not be restricted by religion when they come here. Investment here is not hindered, and their residence and consumption are in line with the international community."

"It's very good, you see it thoroughly." The chief praised him. He was very pleased. This kid used to let him do something but rude it on the grounds of not liking politics. He didn't expect that he had such a vision.

Even in many places that Sheikh talked about, it coincided with the chief's big design for the city, which gave him the idea of ​​finally meeting a confidant. It turned out that he was not taking a risk alone on a tightrope.

Dubai's oil is already almost exhausted, so they can only take risks on tightropes. Of course, everyone will be happy if they succeed, but if they fail, they will be a deep abyss under their feet.

The chief couldn't wait to let him share the pressure: "Just arrange you in...Dubai Development Committee to be responsible for the work of urban culture and construction. This should be the position that best meets your requirements."

“I accept.”

Sheikh did not hesitate at all. After learning about this period of time, he knew that the Dubai Development Committee was absolutely powerful. It can be said that what Dubai will look like in the future is determined by them.

He wanted to build a more ideal and exaggerated city, and he could not let mediocre people lead blindly, and he had to enter this institution that held power, so he had no doubt about the chief's arrangements.

This directly puts him in charge of power!

In addition to his identity as a crown prince, he became the second-ranked figure in Dubai. Apart from those princes and nobles who have close relatives, who dares to oppose him?

The chief patted his shoulder with relief: "Perform well and show you as the role model for the crown prince."

...

With the letter of appointment, Sheikh happily returned to his new home.

There were only a few people when I went out in the morning. Now there were already guards and guards, who were qualified as standard for the royal family members because they needed to stand guard and patrol with guns.

Drive through the gate, Sheikh slowed down his speed, and there were more workers in the garden who were cleaning, trimming the flowerbed or pulling water pipes to water; the canal in the middle of the big house has been stopped and the workers are cleaning and disinfecting it.

The car drove up from the slope on the left and stopped at the door of the house. He saw a white face, an old man in a suit and tie, and introduced himself in standard English: "Dear His Highness Rashid, I am the housekeeper arranged by Princess Hurd, Spencer Moore, I am the honored to serve you."

Sheikh suddenly felt like Downton Abbey, and after looking at him a few times, he responded: "I'm also happy to see you, uh, Mr. Moore."

The housekeeper said: "The house is being cleaned, and the corresponding furniture layout will be readjusted. If you have any requirements, you can tell me at any time."

"I'm worried that no one will manage it for me." Sheikh smiled, "I like a relaxed and comfortable environment. Of course you are professional, I believe in you."

"I will try to meet the standards you are satisfied with." After saying that, the butler turned sideways and signaled him to enter the house. Of course, a servant drove to the parking lot in the car. The big house is not the only building here.

Follow the butler into the bright house and listen to him, "There are currently five male servants, three maids, three full-time chefs and assistants, four royal bodyguards, one driver, and three gardeners..."

"Your Highness the Prince!"

“Sheikh Rashid!”

Everyone you meet along the way is saluting him or using the title of YSL.

Beside him was an old servant who had managed everything in an orderly manner. He just nodded or commented and immediately implemented it... Sheikh felt like he was a feudal master in a trance.
Chapter completed!